The new DC location for the Tadich probably won’t make it, sorry, but let’s look at the Frisco joint.

Like literally – can you see the Financh behind a very smoky DC-8 in this shot from 1967, the year the Tadich found its current home? Sure.

That’s a still from Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner, with Sidney Portier. So, this movie was huge back in 1967, back when some(?) of the current(?) owners were what, in their twenties? Wonder what they thought of this flick – they couldn’t have missed all the commotion over it, that’s for sure.

So this is what San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown is saying:

“Every tourist should go there. I have been going there for 20-30 years.”

Oh, OK. That’s funny.

And then there’s this:

“In my opinion, they need to clean up their intra-family relationships,” he said. “And do it quickly. If they don’t they are going to be riding the Wine Train.”

I was wondering how this bit from CWNevius could/would turn into a source greaser/beat sweetener and here it is. Willie Brown wants attorney / underling / minion Joaquin McCoy(sp?) to make $4 million(!) off of an out-of-county business and Willie’s doing his best to help that along. OK. (Of course, if the Tadich were in Napa and the wine train were in Frisco, then his positions would be entirely the opposite, but oh well.)

(And I don’t think you can compare the two situations. IMO, this is a serious blow for the Tadich empire – the Wine Train thing is a nothingburger compared to this.*)

Reading down we get to this, where journalist Nevius lets columnist Nevius chirp up:

“And at 23, she was young. Any parent would be concerned.”

Uh NOPE! Actually, some parents would not be so “concerned” IRL. Oh, maybe Nevius wrote an opinion column after all. (Why wouldn’t the Chron use a reporter to report what the daughter is saying? Mmmm…)

*Would I have kicked them off the train? NOPE. Would I have complained about them in the first place? NOPE. Would I myself would have gotten so loud as to disturb others? NOPE. Would I have driven three hours back and forth to Napa for the privilege of riding any sort of wine-related train? NOPE. Such a killjoy am I.

“DON’T YOU SIDEBALL ME: Chronicle’s Beth Spotswood blogged Feb. 17 about being given “extreme side eyes” near the Lunar New Year parade reviewing stand in Chinatown as she vainly scouted for verbal shots against local pols from Chinese Chamber of Commerce advisor Rose Pak. As Spotswood skulked about and expressed disappointment about Auntie Rose’s tameness, she nicknamed one parade observer as a scowling “Side Eyes” allegedly close to Pak…While fortunately not tagging anyone as an incendiary “slant eye” or “round eye,” she had to be referring to a fish …”

The Central Subway project might make sense politically (let’s take money from taxpayers from all over America to pay for a big project in our little-big city), but it doesn’t make sense from a transit standpoint.

Down down we go, under Market Street, under the MUNI Metro, and under the BART. When you pass by, you should crumple up all your ones and fives on you and throw them into this sinkhole because that’s what you’re already doing and what you will be doing far far into the future.

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Oh, what’s that, “transit justice,” they say? Well, most of the victims of this project live in San Francisco and most of them aren’t caucasoids, so I don’t know what the fuck that phrase means in the context of this ridiculous scheme.

Does City Attorney Dennis Herrera believe this bullshit? No. Does Supervisor Scott Wiener? No. How about closeted Republican Supervisor Mark Farrell? No. How about Board of Supervisors President David Chiu? No.

I don’t know, just last month I saw actual rickshaws in Japan, where the name comes from. But rickshaws are banned in some other parts of the world for being too dehumanizing or demeaning or something.

Remember back in the day, back more than a half-decade when a joint like Amici’s East Coast Pizzeria could get away with a delivery map like this?

Check it, the Western A and the Potrero Hill PJs were carved out of the delivery areas and the gritty “Uptown” Tenderloin / Twitterloin / 6th Street / Flank area only enjoyed daytime delivery, thusly:

And then came this map, which is a little less racist:

And oh wait, this is the current map still.

(At least the southern part of Potrero Hill isn’t carved out so blatantly these days.)

One wonders what sassy District Five Supervisor London Breed or District Six SupervisorJane I mean, I’m just sayingKim or feisty District Ten Supervisor Malia Cohen would think about these maps.

This pizza delivery driver safety issue was the talk of the town over at Eater SF and kissing cousin Curbed SF a half-decade back. Let’s review.

Taxi drivers can’t legally refuse to take you to certain areas of San Francisco due to their concerns over personal safety. Non, non, non. That’s a crime called failure to convey that can land a cabbie in the hoosegow. Why are pizza drivers treated differently?

(a) It shall be unlawful for any person or business entity to refuse to provide home delivery services to any residential address within the City and County of San Francisco falling within that person’s or business entity’s normal service range. A person or business entity may not set its normal service range to exclude a neighborhood or location based upon the race, color, ancestry, national origin, place of birth, sex, age, religion, creed, disability, sexual orientation, gender identity, weight or height, of the residents of that neighborhood or location. Where a person or business entity regularly advertises home delivery services to the entire City and County, that person or business entity’s “normal service range” shall be defined by the geographic boundaries of the City and County.

(b) For purposes of this Section, “home delivery services” shall mean the delivery of merchandise to residential addresses, when such services are regularly advertised or provided by any person or business entity.

(c) Notwithstanding any other provision of this Section, it shall not be unlawful for a person or business entity to refuse to provide home delivery services to a residential address if (i) the occupants at that address have previously refused to pay in full for services provided to them by that person or business entity; or (ii) such refusal is necessary for the employer to comply with any applicable State or federal occupational safety and health requirements or existing union contract; or (iii) the person or business entity has a reasonable good faith belief that providing delivery services to that address would expose delivery personnel to an unreasonable risk of harm.

“I would like to know the reasons why the Muni constantly stops trains on the T-Line at 23rd Street as if the rest of Third Street doesn’t exist.

“To see elderly women, men and children waiting over an hour for a train to get home is some of the worse treatment of citizens I’ve ever seen from a transportation system. I’ve traveled extensively all over the country as well as the world and I’ve only lived in this area for one year. However, this is obviously a classic combination of classism and racism being displayed, and it is truly a SHAME!

“I’ve decided to take my car out of the parking garage and drive. I refuse to be treated as a second class citizen. I deserve more and so do all the residents of Bayview. Last check, San Francisco doesn’t end at 23rd Street.”

Well I know the answer – it has to do with the district election system for the Board of Supervisors, and also the SFMTA’s general incompetence.

Now the Supervisor for our Bayview Hunters Point area asked about this sitch and the answer was that the T-Third zipped along at a speedy 9 MPH or something, so a T-Third Express wasn’t really needed.

Hey, here’s a jobs program. Why not tear out the T-Third and bring back the buses? Just asking. I mean the T-Third takes up a lot of space, right? Why doesn’t MUNI use it more?

Now speaking of the N Judah Express, here it is, in action, or lack thereof:

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Is that four buses sitting around on Sansome Street during rush hour? The drivers are just starting work and it’s time for a 40 minute lunch break? All right.

And here’s another on Bush, just idling away.

Actually, even when the N Judah Express band-aid operation is operational during our rush hours, the buses are totally empty, no passengers, most of the time.

Yes, everything that ever happens in your life has to do with your ethnic heritage, apparently.

That’s the conclusion you might come to after reading this tale from area attorney Rodel Rodis. It started up ten years ago and ended up involving a former Assistant City Attorney by the name of Scott Wiener.

All right, Rodel, the SFPD took you into a station after thinking you were trying to pass a fake $100 bill, but actually it was real, so look sad, come on, sadder, sadder, cleek:

And I’ll tell you, if you ever find me with a $100 bill, I’ll know exactly where I got it from.

And you’d think somebody could have entered the phrase “1985 $100 bill” into the Google earlier in this process, back in the day, but oh well. (And IRL, a teller supervisor at a bank in the pre-Internet era could examine a bill and then contact the feds in a New York minute, you know, to check the serial number.)

And if Walgreens ever sends me a giant bouquet to turn my frown upside-down, I’d tell them they should have simply handed over the bouquet money directly to me.

But, In mitigation, you went to the former New College of Law and then, unlike most of its graduates*, you passed the CA bar exam. So good on you. Srsly.

And you escaped the college board before City College came crashing down, so that was a good move as well.

All right, let’s look forward to this incident’s 20th anniversary in 2023, when we’ll surely hear this tale again…